Clara's Corner: FLOWERS IN MY YARD TODAY!

Sunday, June 20, 2010

FLOWERS IN MY YARD TODAY!

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6 comments:

Beverly said...: So lovely!; 7:21 PM
Lola said...: Nice.; 10:40 PM
Granny Annie said...: Fantastic collage.; 10:57 AM
Diary From Africa said...: Your flowers are beautiful, Clara -so many of them, & such lovely bright colours, too. I like the photo collage which you made :); 3:47 AM
Beth said...: Your flowers are beautiful, Clara. And I love your collage.

Gracious---your cucumbers sure have grown fast!; 9:45 AM
patricia said...: What?!! These are all from your yard Clara? Wow.
Patricia; 3:54 PM

WHERE I'M FROM........

I am from hayfield and blackberry patches, gathering eggs and selling them to my Daddy in his store. I am from a house with no bath....but a path. I am from cherry trees where I climbed and ate more than I carried home.....from digging potatoes in the rich earth. I am from skinny dipping and swinging on grape vines, two room school house, sitting on the front porch while my Mother played the guitar.....wringer washers and wash tubs. I am from playing the piano, the accordian and making playhouses in the woods....hide and seek, jumping rope and May I. From: Raleigh's Liniment, Cracker Jacks and Castor Oil.....Revival Meetings and Baptisms in the river....catalogs and feed sack skirts. From: "Pretty is only skin deep" to "Always mind your manners." I am from Methodist, Baptist, Wednesday night prayer meetings and shouting Hallaujah. I am from the Volunteer state of Tennessee with lakes and mountains, race cars, beans, cornbread and red eye gravy. We always called it "God's Country." I am from family get togethers, dinner on the ground, singing with my sisters, a Mother with a heart of gold and a Daddy with a strict hand. A grandfather who always looked to see if I had my fingernails painted and a Grandmother who could squeeze your heart out! Yes, I came from a family of seven siblings and I have told you where I came from. It was wonderful and I wouldn't change a thing if I could. Now let me tell you where I am going...."To Where The Streets Are Paved With Gold." Some days, I can hardly wait!